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Saturday, April 8, 2017

Death Energy

Pretty safe to say that 2016 was a beast. I was pretty good
at the end of 2016. On Christmas I marveled at the fact that while I everyone
mourned loved ones and celebrities, no particular loss hit me hard. Then I got
the news that George Michael died. Talk about the wind taken out of my sails.
That one did me in. I’ve been a George Michael fan since his Faith album,
but unlike a lot of other people, I didn’t just dig Faith, I dug his other
albums as well. I felt like a friend died. It wasn’t quite up there with
Michael Jackson for me, but it stung way more than Prince.

2017 started out pretty fair. I think most of us were just
glad to be free of the heavy energy of losing our favorite artists in 2016. But
as time went on, it slowly crept in. You know the regular, great-aunt here,
grandpa there. Sometime in February, I recall a former co-worker talking about
much she was hurting because her brother had just died. A few short weeks
later, Pete was gone. Two weeks after Pete, a friend lost his cousin. In the
midst of all of that, another Facebook friend had to bury 2 friends within a
week of one another. It started to get heavy. I recall that in one of my many
posts grieving Pete, my friend Kim commented that she’d have a big hug whenever
she saw me again.

I’m currently visiting friends and family in Washington D.C.,
but right before I was set to leave, I watched the news and heard something
about an Asian woman being shot and killed on Peachtree. Shortly thereafter,
Kim (an Asian) posted that her dear sister, Trinh, had passed. I saw the
correlation, but tried hard not to imagine that it was Kim’s sister that was
killed so horribly. But sure enough, it was true. As time went on, the news
grew bigger. By the time I arrived in D.C., my best friend told me that she’d
heard about the killing on the local news here. There was interest in what made
the killer pick that particular woman.

Since then, Kim and her family have tried to remain
positive, celebrating Trinh’s life and sharing positive memories of her. There
was even some conspiracy theory saying that Trinh was in the process of trying
to bring federal charges regarding the bridge collapse. It stated that she had just
left the federal courthouse after filing papers. I’d heard and read the theory
before and I remained silent. I try not comment on things I'm unsure of. But then I thought about it. I’d been to Trinh’s
condo twice with Kim before. Trinh was killed at 7:40 a.m., while courthouses typically
open at 8 or 9, so there was no way she’d just left a courthouse. Not only
that, Trinh lived in and was killed in Midtown. The federal courthouse is
downtown, so there was absolutely no way she’d been there filing anything. Not
only that, Trinh worked for UPS, and even if she was about to file papers
regarding the bridge collapse, UPS damned sure has enough lawyers on deck that
taking Trinh out would only be a small dent in what UPS has on staff. So no, it’s
highly unlikely that she was killed because of the bridge collapse.

I’ve known quite a few people that have gone viral and been
in the news over the years. But knowing Kim and watching her and her family
pour their hearts out on social media has made me particularly protective of
them. I haven’t spoken to Kim since her sister died. I’m sure I’ll see her
soon, but I feel like with the press and police investigators, they’ve got
enough on their plates. It’s funny that I was complaining about there being no
news coverage of Pete and his death, yet I’m watching a family see their
departed loved one being reduced to conspiracy theory fodder. Considering the
two, and the vultures that want to make Trinh’s death what it was not, it’s
probably better that Pete be left to rest with those that knew him and loved
him personally.

There seems to be some kind of cloud of death surrounding my
loved ones. I guess its true what they say though, life is death. I’m not happy about it at all. My heart goes out to Kim and her family, as well as the many friends Trinh leaves behind.

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Malika S. Flowers is a woman from Atlanta, Georgia. She's outgoing, funny, charming, loyal, smart, and well, to be honest, she's just a fantastic person. She loves to write and if you're blessed enough to be able to spend time with her, well you must be pretty freaking special. By the way, thanks for stopping by and reading!!